The museum exterior.
Teddy and a travel companion.
The planetarium.
In the space section,
DC in her new ESPN jersey.
A real meteor. Cool.
A fully exposed moon.
An enlarged version of a mosquito. Gross.
Dea and DC in front of a redwood stump. Impressive.
Dino bones.
More dino bones.
Teddy and a travel companion.
The planetarium.
In the space section,
DC in her new ESPN jersey.
A real meteor. Cool.
A fully exposed moon.
An enlarged version of a mosquito. Gross.
Dea and DC in front of a redwood stump. Impressive.
Dino bones.
More dino bones.
Midway, through the our visit to the museum, my right foot started hurting... a lot! I mean, searing pain injected into through my foot and into my leg with each step. It was brutal.
Of course, my family sympathized by walking faster and pointing me out to strangers.
My dogs were barking.
Dea trying to feed a T-Rex.
My girls.
Me and the kiddos.
Yup, that's high.
Dea trying to feed a T-Rex.
My girls.
Me and the kiddos.
We followed up the dino part of the exhibit and went through the forest section, the early human section and ended with the early American section, where Gabe marveled at the totem poles.
Yup, that's high.
After this we headed downtown for something DC had been waiting for the entire trip... a personal tour of the MTV studios in Times Square.
3 comments:
When you said, "Dea and DC in front of a redwood stump. Impressive.", what was impressive, the redwood stump, DC or Dea?
Yes.
Going to the Museum of Natural History is one way to stump out ejitteracy!
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